I feel incapable of decisions
My attention can’t be trusted
My feet feel far too heavy and
My eyes won’t stay adjusted
Slipping between reality
And the planes of inbetween
My body aches from gravity
Wishing to dissolve into a dream
But here I am at 3 am
Forcing myself awake
Despite the fact I’m overworked
Just praying for a break
Please…
Someone check on night shift
Cause we aren’t doing well
The acuity is through the roof
And we’re understaffed as hell
These expectations are not realistic
Critical shortages for most supplies
We’re all burnt out and want to quit
The death of nursing on the rise
